Ever since my girl and I broke up two years ago, I’ve never had a sexual encounter. The curse, I think, started one October night, during a post-exam, out-of-town inuman session. Things were getting hot between a hot classmate and I, especially after our friends started teasing us, “Kiss! Kiss!” Feeling a little tipsy, I kissed her in the cheek several times. When everybody fell asleep, I invited her to go upstairs to check out the place we were in. I started telling her stories about how brokenhearted I was. I lay my head on her shoulder, and the next thing I knew we were kissing passionately.